A one armed man stood in the town square, looking at his pocket watch. Bandages wrapped around his head, concealing a part of his dark auburn hair, he closed it the watch slowly, tucking it away. "Who would be crazy enough for accepting a request like this?" he asked himself, giving a soft, yet heavy, sigh into the cold air. This was the village closest to the snowy forest, and the departing point for four brave warriors to take on this demon that had ravaged a town just a week ago.
Slamming his fist into the military vehicle he was given for transportation, he cursed aloud, causing some passersby to move quickly or comment to themselves or others nearby them. "This is just suicide," he pouted through clenched teeth, eyes shut tight with tears starting to swell. "Ethaniel... what is your true purpose?"